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Monday, July 11, 2016

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Daveigh Little is no stranger
to bad choices, but when one of them lands her in hot water, she finds herself
on the run from a ruthless criminal who places a price on her head…and then
there is Ethan.

From the moment she first laid eyes on Ethan Remington, Daveigh knew there was
something very different about him…she just didn’t know how different.

With the habit of showing up exactly when she needs him the most, Ethan
displays an uncanny intuition towards Daveigh’s whereabouts. But then the
tables are turned and soon Daveigh realizes that it is Ethan who actually needs
saving.

EXCERPT

The
Party

Cooper’s
fingers dug into her arm with bruising force, leaving Davey no choice but to
defend herself. Punching out with the heel of her free hand, she struck him in
the nose. Rearing back in pain, he immediately let go and she struggled to keep
her footing. Recovering, Cooper snarled and lunged to retaliate. Davey
scrambled but wasn’t fast enough to escape his reach. And then suddenly she
didn’t have to. A dark figure stepped into Cooper’s path, and seconds later,
Cooper was on the ground bleeding and wearing a dazed look. He wouldn’t be
getting up anytime soon.

Deeply
shaken, Davey opened her mouth to thank her rescuer, but he had already gone.
Swallowed up by the dancing mass of sweaty teenagers.

Davey
wanted to be home at once. All she could think of was cuddling with Hogan while
reading him a bedtime story before tucking him in. She ran outside, yanking a
hoodie over her head to protect against the chill. Gulping in the misty fresh
air, she calmed down enough to slow to a stroll and began what would be a long
walk home. But there he was. It hadn’t been her imagination. Remington stood on
the shadowy road, blocking Davey’s path.

She
stopped several yards from his position. A safe distance away, she hoped. “What
do you want?”

His
reply was so low she could barely make it out. “I needed to be sure.”

Davey’s
heart was thudding out of her chest. Had he seen her dealing? “About what?”

“That
you were okay.”

“Oh.”
She hadn’t expected that. “If you were so worried, why didn’t you stick
around?”

“The
directive tonight was recon only.” Remington took a step closer. “I think I may
have compromised it by causing a scene.”

Weirdo
alarm bells ringing at full volume, Davey took two steps back. “I’m sorry
saving my ass messed up your mission. Thanks anyway.” Going in the other
direction would get her away from him but also make the trek home thirty
minutes longer. It really didn’t seem like a bad trade off.

“What
did that guy want from you?”

“It’s
none of your business.” Davey quickly started walking.

Remington
followed. “You could have been hurt.”

“Again,
none of your business.” She doubled her
stride, but he kept pace effortlessly. Forging ahead for about fifty feet,
Davey stopped. “What the hell are you doing?”

“I’m
escorting you home.”

Flabbergasted,
her mouth opened and shut. “Why?” she finally asked.

Remington
watched her for a quiet moment. His features were oddly attractive in the glow
of the streetlights. “I swore to serve and protect. It’s my job to keep you
safe.”

Unconvinced,
she gestured toward the house where the party raged on. “So a cop is going to
show up and escort every one of those kids home too?”

“No.”

She
folded her arms. “Then why are you following me?”

Remington
shifted. “I don’t know.”

It
wasn’t really an answer, but the way he spoke, as well as the manner of his
movements, made the words seem true. Plus, Remington hadn’t appeared
comfortable admitting them.

“What’s
your name?”

“Officer
Remington.”

“Well,
I don’t like cops. Give me something else to call you.”

“Like
what?”

Davey
rolled her eyes. “Like your first name.”

“Oh.”
Remington smiled. The expression transformed his features, and she thought he
should do it more often. “Ethan.”

“Okay,
Ethan. Walk me home.”

AUTHOR Bio and Links:

Realist, cynic, and hopeless
romantic all rolled into one, Eden lives in a small, sunny town in SC where
thunderstorms inspire her best ideas. When not daydreaming about her next
novel, Eden can be found curled up with a musty old paperback and a cup of
coffee...or mired deeply in her next plot to take over the world. She enjoys
reading or watching anything with supernatural elements, so writing paranormal
and fantasy romance is a natural fit.

Hey Misty! So awesome to meet you! Here in Columbia, we've been in the triple digits all last week and will be so again this week. I love everything else about SC except this heat. Lol it's AWFUL. Thanks for stopping to by to check out Love, Alchemy!

While this book doesn't fall into the genres that I typically read (funny memoirs / essays are my current favorite), I really enjoyed reading this excerpt and will be checking out this book. Also, I love the author bio! Eden sounds like someone I'd want to meet, and hang out with over some good coffee. (This kind of "relatability" makes me even more interested in picking a particular book.) And what a lovely author photo, too!

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